A Friend In Me

I see a loneliness in your eyes
and I don’t know what to do
I know you’d like to be different
but then you wouldn’t be you.
You just want to be the same
as your friend’s appear to be
but you need never feel alone
when you have a friend in me.

Sometimes when we’re together
I see the sunshine in your face
then something takes your mind
to a different and darker place.
Perhaps I say something wrong
or maybe it’s other things too
but if you talk to me, I will listen
and bring the sunlight back to you.

It’s not easy at eight years old
to have worries like you do
you feel different to all of us
but mostly we’re just like you.
So don’t you hide from your life
just live it the best you can do
and if I'm near, let my smile
find the happiness there in you.

Angel

When I woke up this morning and I saw you lying there
with the sunlight through the curtains shining in your hair.
I looked at you lovingly, while you lay asleep
then leaned over to kiss you, gently on your cheek.
And I do believe it's true to say,
I think I have kissed an Angel today.

We sat together at the breakfast table, with talk of the day ahead
as always you had something to say, to help me clear my head.
The phone rang, one of the children, needing you again
you patiently talked and listened to her, taking away her pain.
And I do believe it's true to say,
I think I have spoken to an Angel today.

When I came home in the evening, at the end of a busy day
you were there at the door to meet me, in your usual way.
I’d never seen you more beautiful, in the clothes you wear
I held you close to kiss you, while my hand ran through your hair.
And I do believe it's true to say,
I think I have seen an Angel today.

Now as I lay beside you, as you sleep, in the dark of the night
I think how you always bring to my life, so much love and light.
Without your love I would be, like a candle without a flame
for the close ones, who share our love, it would be the same.
And I do believe it's true to say,
I think I have loved an Angel today.

Porth Joke Beach

If you were to ask me the place I like the most
it would be Porth Joke Beach on the Cornish coast.
Where walking down to the beach on the path so steep
red poppies and corn marigolds dance at your feet.
Then as you reach the gate at the bottom of the field
a wonderful view of the rocky coastline is revealed.


The sound of corn buntings can be heard all around
and buzzards searching for prey hover above the ground.
While high on the rocks oyster catchers survey the scene
and on the beach you can see where sandworms have been.
Children fish in the rock pools left by the ebbing tide
and run around in the caves, where they love to hide.


Climbing up from the beach after an hour or two
there’s a bench to rest on and take in the view.
Over Cubert Common and back down to the sea
on a summer’s day, it’s where I like to be.
And in the evening, from the place where I stay
you might even catch the sun setting over the bay.

WINNER!

Won first prize in Voicesnet.com November 2010 Poetry Contest with my poem
'KEEP LOVE'S CANDLE BURNING'

A Day Or Two

Your treatment is done
you will soon be home.
Just take it easy now
and be sure to phone.

You have to stay there
for just a day or two.
And I will miss you
you know that is true.

While I am here
just on my own.
Home just doesn’t
feel like home.

But you will be back
in just a day or two.
Back here for me
to look after you.

So don’t you worry
whatever you do.
And just remember
how much I love you.

Come On It's Christmas

Come on it’s Christmas, let yourself go
plenty of other days for trouble and woe.
It’s not always easy to push troubles away
but at least you could try it, just for a day.

Christmas is hard, when your heart is sore
but let all its sparkle, bring light to your door.
With little children’s faces beaming so bright
just thinking that Santa, had called last night.

It may take some effort, if you’re feeling low
but if you have an invite, for somewhere to go.
Put on your happy face, just for a while
make yourself do it and show them your smile.

So come on it’s Christmas, no point being alone
if it gets too much, you can always go home.
I know it’s rather easy for all of us to say
but give yourself a break, it is Christmas day.

Keep Love's Candle Burning

Someone has left you there all alone
doesn’t even bother to pick up the phone.
No more cosy evenings in any more
and no one to welcome you at your door.
But you can find a way to get through
so don’t let love’s candle burn out on you.

It’s hard to face the future with a broken heart
but you’ll move on when you’re ready to start.
Life will slowly get better, as time goes by
and you can get through this, you just have to try
You can find love again, you know that it’s true
so don’t let love’s candle burn out on you.

I know sometimes you just want to sit down and cry
thinking no one understands how you feel and why.
We all know you have a lot of love to share
and there will be someone for you out there.
So we’ll all just keep on loving you like we do
but don’t let love’s candle burn out on you.

It's Raining.

It’s raining so hard outside
and the wind is blowing too
As I look out of the window
the dark clouds spoil my view.

I’m feeling a little bit bored
wondering what I can do.
So with my pen, I’m trying
to write a word or two.

I’d like to write a little poem
but I don’t know how to start.
I could write about the weather
or just something from the heart.

Maybe I should try really hard
to make my poem rhyme.
But that could be rather difficult
it could take me quite some time.

I wonder if I could write a love poem
but that could be really hard too
Maybe it should be a bit funny
oh I don’t know what to do!

You know what, I’m fed up now
my pen is starting to hover.
Writing poetry is far too hard
so I don’t think I’m going to bother.

Christmas Is Here.

Decorations are in all the shop windows
and seasonal music is all we can hear.
Pretty lights shine, in the town centre
it’s starting to feel like Christmas is here.

Plans are being made for friends to meet
with promise of food, whisky and beer.
Lots of the neighbours are putting up trees
it’s starting to feel like Christmas is here.

Soldiers seem to be coming home on leave
with kisses for loved ones, as they shed a tear.
People are travelling, to be with families
it’s starting to feel like Christmas is here.

The children are practicing the nativity play
we all love so much, at this time of year.
Choirs can be heard singing some carols
it’s starting to feel like Christmas is here.

In a day or two the Turkey will be cooking
with that lovely aroma we all hold so dear.
Excited children will have opened presents
then we’ll be saying Christmas is here!

Photographer

It’s raining so hard outside
and the wind is blowing too
As I look out of the window
the dark clouds spoil my view.

I’m feeling a little bit bored
wondering what I can do.
So with my pen, I’m trying
to write a word or two.

I’d like to write a little poem
but I don’t know how to start.
I could write about the weather
or just something from the heart.

Maybe I should try really hard
to make my poem rhyme.
But that could be rather difficult
it could take me quite some time.

I wonder if I could write a love poem
but that could be really hard too
Maybe it should be a bit funny
oh I don’t know what to do!

You know what, I’m fed up now
my pen is starting to hover.
Writing poetry is far too hard
so I don’t think I’m going to bother.